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“
Yes
,
yes
,
let
’
s
go
home
,
”
cried
Mrs
.
Derrick
,
“
I
’
m
afraid
.
Oh
,
Hilma
,
I
’
m
afraid
.
”
“
Come
with
me
to
Hooven
’
s
then
.
”
“
There
,
where
they
are
fighting
?
Oh
,
I
couldn
’
t
.
I
—
I
can
’
t
.
It
would
be
all
over
before
we
got
there
as
Vacca
says
.
”
“
Sure
,
”
repeated
young
Vacca
.
“
Drive
to
Hooven
’
s
,
”
commanded
Hilma
.
“
If
you
won
’
t
,
I
’
ll
walk
there
.
”
She
threw
off
the
lap
-
robes
,
preparing
to
descend
.
“
And
you
,
”
she
exclaimed
,
turning
to
Mrs
.
Derrick
,
“
how
CAN
you
—
when
Harran
and
your
husband
may
be
—
may
—
are
in
danger
.
”
Grumbling
,
Vacca
turned
the
carry
-
all
about
and
drove
across
the
open
fields
till
he
reached
the
road
to
Guadalajara
,
just
below
the
Mission
.
“
Hurry
!
”
cried
Hilma
.
The
horses
started
forward
under
the
touch
of
the
whip
.
The
ranch
houses
of
Quien
Sabe
came
in
sight
.
“
Do
you
want
to
stop
at
the
house
?
”
inquired
Vacca
over
his
shoulder
.
“
No
,
no
;
oh
,
go
faster
—
make
the
horses
run
.
”
